St. Patrick's Day, blessings, poetry

Rainbows and Rivers

Rainbows and Rivers ~ rainbows and rivers run free just like you and me chasing those pots of gold we don’t allow grace to unfold the more we grab and fight our way the less we enjoy our days blessings like rivers are best when flowing free allowing and appreciation are the start to magic…

Irish Poem, Setter

Old Irish Bard

There once was an old Irish setter named Bard Who liked to leave samples in the yard Much as his owner tried, he couldn’t break the habit Twas a bit tedious since his leavings were bigger than a rabbit You’d think old Bard would want to please his dear owner a bit One fine day…